«The Book of Lies Book 2 of Werewolf and Son.by Teague CHAPTER ONE Chase watched Sean from the rearview mirror. He was changing a flat on the truck, ...»
She was a thin woman, maybe thirty, with long black hair and no makeup. She didn’t need any; she had natural beauty that needed no enhancement. She had a tent set up and it was clear from her camp that The Book of Lies Book 2 of Werewolf and Son………by Teague was she was an experienced traveller. Her firewood was cleanly placed and covered in case of rain, her food was hung up a tree so animals could not get it. Even her trash was compacted and neatly piled.
Daruth waited until dusk before he advanced. He knew she had a gun. She would be a fool not to. She wouldn’t hear him. He was too good for that.
He waited until she turned.
Her face said it all!
Her eyes were overwhelmed with the sight of a full grown Werewolf, not five feet from her. Daruth stood over seven feet tall with thick muscled limbs covered in dark brown hair. She was about to scream when he cast out his power.
The effect was immediate.
Their eyes locked and Daruth flooded her with his will. Her mouth closed and she watched fascinated as Daruth slowly changed back into a human. He stood before her, his hard muscled body and chiseled features made her face change from fear to desire. He took one step forward and held out his hand. She moved toward him, hypnotized by his will, and when her fingers entwined with his, she moaned.
Daruth didn’t smile at her. He didn’t speak; he simply pulled her to him and wrapped his arms around her. She succumbed to his will and pressed her mouth against his.
It took only moments to take off her clothes. She shivered against him as the cold night air chilled her flesh. He moved against her, his warm body making her sigh, and he stuck his tongue in her mouth for her to suck on. He pulled her to the ground and moved on top of her as she moaned with desire.
Her legs spread and she wrapped them around his waist as his big cock sunk into her. She was already wet and ready to take him, as he spread her apart. She threw her head back and cried out as her pussy gripped his hard dick.
He took his time.
He had all night in fact.
He thrust slowly into her making her grind against him in an effort to quicken his pace, but Daruth wouldn’t have it. He intended to take her slow and make her cum hard. He lifted his strong body above her and her hands ran up his chest and down his arms as he pumped himself into her moist cunt. His hot breath came out of his mouth in a cloud of steam as he watched her react to his will.
Whatever she might have feared was replaced with primal lust…lust for him…lust for his body. She opened her legs and pulled herself against him, trying to take more of his big dick inside her starved cunt. But he was too powerful, and his control over her, complete. She reached up and put her hands behind his head and tried to pull him down. He was too strong, he held himself above her on his strong The Book of Lies Book 2 of Werewolf and Son………by Teague arms as if they were made of stone. The sound of her wet pussy filled the night as his heavy prick drove her into the ground.
Finally, he put his weight against her and looked her in the face. His eyes were the eyes of an animal, and no matter what shape he now held, it was the beast that fucked her.
Hours had gone by as she lay against him, curled into his arms. He was slowly licking at her neck as the moon covered them in a blanket of soft light. It wouldn’t be long now until the sun would take its place back in the sky. Daruth gently opened her legs and moved on top of her. Her pussy was still wet.
She looked at him through hazy eyes and understood. Her arms circled his neck as his big cock sunk into her once more. She would wake, hours later, covered up with a thick wool blanket, alone and content.
Daruth ran and ran until he sensed them.
There were four that met him in a semi-circle, two large beasts in front of him and one more on each side. They growled at him and he growled back. The front two advanced in warning but Daruth stepped forward too! He let out his power and roared with a deafening sound. The two Wolves to his sides were clearly younger than the others. They shrunk immediately at the feel of his will…the other two, not so much.
Daruth advanced and challenged them. One Wolf swiped its mighty paw in the air at his face but Daruth stepped back quickly and backhanded the animal away. It flew through the air and landed on its back.
The other one charged and threw itself against his chest. Daruth held his ground and swung the Wolf in a circle before sending him into his pack mate.
The two on the side simply growled but lowered their heads.
Daruth advanced, leaving them behind. His rank confirmed!
The Book of Lies Book 2 of Werewolf and Son………by Teague It took almost thirty minutes before he found them. He moved into the compound and was quickly surrounded by seven large Werewolves! He looked at them in turn. He could not challenge so many, not with another Alpha nearby. Instead he growled and lifted up his arms and slowly changed back into a man.
The Wolves remained in beast form.
“I’m Daruth. I mean you no harm! We are not enemies!” A large man stepped out of a makeshift hut. He looked like a native, with dark skin and black hair.
“Then you shouldn’t have attacked my men!” He was not Alpha. Daruth could feel it. He stepped forward until they were inches away. “I don’t bow to lesser beasts!” he challenged. The man’s face contorted and he wanted to say something, to save face in front of the others if nothing else, but Daruth’s eyes bore down and the man lowered his shoulders.
“Enough of this nonsense!” An old man walked up. He had gray hair and a small body. His skin was weathered, like he lived outside his entire time, but his eyes blazed with the fire of life.
Daruth felt it immediately.
This man was Alpha!
He nodded to the old man in respect. “Forgive me great one! I seek the council of the only Wolf I’ve ever known who commands so many! He is as big as a house, and can change the course of mighty rivers, with nothing more than a swipe of his arm!” The man’s face smiled amusingly at him.
“His rule has gone unchallenged for centuries!” Daruth continued. “Legions of Wolves fall at his feet!” Daruth moved forward and he fell to his knees in front of the old man. He looked up with his hands open, showing they were empty.
“He was my Master then…as he is now!” The old man nodded and reached out with one hand, putting it on Daruth’s head.
The Book of Lies Book 2 of Werewolf and Son………by Teague “Welcome home Daruth” Emma slept deeply in her bed. The covers were thick and weighed against her comfortably. The feel of her Father’s lips, still present on her forehead, made her drift off quickly. Her parents were in their own room, entwined with one another, and left her to sleep in peace. Emma dreamed of being in a forest with large trees all around. She felt her magic wrap around them and pull them to her securely. She was alive like never before, as her power flowed through her small body and into the plant life all around her.
There was a sound and she looked up.
A large black bird was watching her.
It had red eyes.
It opened its mouth to speak to her but no sound came out. Emma watched fascinated as the bird shifted from leg to leg. It spread its wings apart and cocked its head to the side, as if not sure what to make of her.
Then it spoke!
“TEN” Michael was making love to Wendy. His big cock was buried deep inside her as she struggled with his girth. Her slender arms were wrapped around his neck and her legs pulled at his powerful body with longing. He smiled down at her, loving the way she always responded to his touch.
Wrapped up in the pleasure of his wife, his Werewolf ears never heard his four year old daughter speak.
The Book of Lies Book 2 of Werewolf and Son………by Teague Alone in her room and still asleep, Emma said one word.
CHAPTER FIVEAndreas rolled over in bed. Helen was sound asleep and curled up in a ball, her back pressed against him. He put a thick arm around her and hugged her against his chest and listened to her breathe.
She was human, and lovemaking with a Werewolf took its toll on the strongest of women. Helen didn’t make it twenty minutes before her body gave out and sleep claimed her, but she was improving, he smiled to himself.
Helen had not been with a man full time since Michael left and Chase was born. She had dated, but most of her life was devoted to her only Son and making time for a boyfriend always seemed impossible to her. After coming to Montana and meeting the rest of the pack, she understood what Chase’s life would be like and did what she could to support him. Andreas, for his part, couldn’t help how he felt about her and literally overwhelmed her with affection. Saying she was unprepared for the affection of a full grown Werewolf was an understatement. Andreas was the epitome of man. He was rugged and handsome and made her feel safe in his strong arms. Any human woman would succumb to that type of attention, and Helen was no different. Now after weeks of being with him she couldn’t imagine being alone ever again.
Andreas felt her heart beating steadily in her chest. He pressed his face into her hair and breathed deeply. He recognized the smell. Chase smelled the same way. He lifted his head up and cast out his power, searching for her Son. Chase’s aura bounced back at him and Andreas could tell that he was asleep in his room.
He was about to drift away himself when he felt the strangest return of his power. He untangled himself from Helen and slowly sat up in bed.
He closed his eyes and reached out again.
Helen was there next to him, breathing deeply. Chase was upstairs and sound asleep.
And then there was… The Book of Lies Book 2 of Werewolf and Son………by Teague He climbed out of bed and quietly walked upstairs to Chase’s bedroom, careful that his large frame didn’t shift the floorboards too much. The boy was completely out and didn’t stir at his arrival. Andreas went to the window.
It was locked.
He looked outside to see if he could find the cause of the reflection. Whatever it was, it wasn’t human, but Andreas had never felt anything like it before. His power rubbed against it like oil. It had no image, no sense of form. It wasn’t a Vampire or anything else supernatural that he had ever encountered.
It just existed.
He took a step back and called for his Wolf. He would let his beast deal with it. As an animal he had instincts about things that the human part of him didn’t.
There was no answer.
He panicked. His animal had never ignored him; it was a part of him, like a leg or an arm. He called again, with all his might, but his beast refused to surface. He felt sweat form on his brow. A shiver went up his spine. He felt the lock on the window to make sure it was sealed. Then he pulled the curtains closed and looked at Chase.
It wasn’t him. He was sure of it. Chase had never demonstrated power like this before. Whatever was causing this did not come from the boy. He could easily feel Chase’s aura, with the heavy tint of his Father Michael ever present.
Andreas didn’t know what to do. He moved throughout the condo and made sure every window was locked before going back into Helen’s bedroom. He sat on the edge of the bed and waited for something to happen, but nothing did.
He sat there for hours, until he felt his Wolf respond. It was slow, crawling back to him like a frightened child. Andreas waited some more, hoping an answer would come to him; that his Wolf would reveal what he didn’t know; but it was silent. He lay back down next to Helen and looked up at the ceiling. He felt relief at having his Wolf back. Never had they been separated. He had never even heard of such a thing. Once a Werewolf, only death would separate the man from the beast.
He curled around Helen and she moaned softly as his warm body pressed against her.
Where was Daruth when he needed him the most?
The Book of Lies Book 2 of Werewolf and Son………by Teague Kalibrus walked slowly to the edge of the cliff. He looked over at the vast countryside, Daruth standing next to him. There were mountains all around and unspoiled land as far as the eye could see. Humans couldn’t live up here, at least not comfortably, but Wolves were a different matter altogether.
The large pack of Werewolves had lived here for centuries. Their numbers were great, only a few packs in South America and Russia were bigger. Here in Alaska, nature protected her own and made it all but impossible for humans to spoil the territory.
Daruth took in a deep breath and filled his lungs with fresh air. His problems seemed to melt away as he saw the eagles flying overhead and the moose moving through the woods far below.
“You miss it?” Kalibrus asked him.
Daruth nodded. “I didn’t realize how much until now. I used to think we were isolated from civilization, but this…well, this is unmatched” He looked back over his shoulder. “You have an impressive family. I’ve spotted four wolves that rival any Alpha I’ve ever met, save one…and of course yourself” Kalibrus smiled at him. “I look at them…at all of them, and feel so much pride that they’ve grown into the strong men and beautiful women that they are” He gazed at Daruth for a moment. “And you my child, an Alpha in his own right. I knew it from the moment I laid eyes on you. The way you looked up to me defiantly, with your fist bunched and your head held high” Daruth laughed. “I was seven!” “You were a seven year old alpha. Small ‘a’” he grinned back.
Kalibrus was not his Father. Daruth’s parents were both killed when he was a child. He was brought to Kalibrus when the Wolf in him was detected. Kalibrus and his pack raised Daruth and led him through his change, until he was man enough to exist without them. Then the time had come for him to make his own pack and be a leader in his own right.
Daruth nodded and thought of the old days, here in Alaska, with nothing but nature to mold him into the man he now was.
“You live near other Alphas?” “I do. But none such as you. There is a Wolf who has a bigger pack than mine. We lived far enough away that boundaries were easily established, but then Vampires attacked us, and things changed” Kalibrus listened to the story.